After s out his loot Liam could finally take a look around. He found various items on the walls.

  All of them were cursed, not useful in their current states. But Liam pocketed them anyway. Although they weren’t impressive, they could fetoney after the curse is broken.

  Thus, Liam’s iory rapidly filled. Soon he reached the deepest part of the ste. A grin formed on his face as he spotted an inspicuous chest.

  But despite its shabby looks this chest was a real treasure chest. It was of the lowest wooden rank.

  However, a treasure chest always hid precious rewards.

  Liam reached out with his hands, a progress bar appearing.

  Five seds ter the chest opened. A faint light pyed around it. Liam looked at his hand, finding a piece of paper in it.

  [Recipe: Basic Health Potion

  Effects: Use to learn the recipe for ‘Basic Health Potion’.

  Requirements: none

  The first recipe for many alchemists.]

  Liam stared at the recipe with pleasant surprise. Health potions were an essential part of the game, coveted by everyone.

  The alchemist able to coct them was basically printing money.

  Unfortunately, Liam never found much joy in cooking herbs. He would rather make a deal with an alchemist, opening his own business.

  Doing so would take a lot of effort and time, but the rewards would be limitless. Many lucky pyers in his old life got rich from opening up shops in the game.

  Pns began to take form in Liam’s mind as he put away the recipe. He was almost doh searg the ste, save for one spicuous pedestal.

  A small blue-bck sphere rested on top of it. Liam already knew what to expect as this was the item he came here for.

  He took the sphere away, studying it shortly.

  [Refresnim’s dark orb of flightCategory: Unique

  Effect: Allows for 60 seds of flight.

  Charges: 3 per day.

  Restris: Only inal and dark nephilim       Bound item. ’t be traded, dropped, or sold.

  The pact between the nephilim and hell has been broken. But Refresnim’s magic lets your bck wings shine again.]

  Liam was gd that he got his hand on this item early. Si was uhere was only ohroughout all servers.

  Although its description might not sound powerful, Liam khat it would assist him in reag a lot of usually inaccessible pces.

  Liam took o look, making sure not tet anything.

  Doh his work he turned around a back the way he came from.

  The secret door opened by itself as Liam stepped bato the prayer room.

  But suddenly he stopped in pce.

  “Something moved!”

  “Damn, a secret door!”

  “Stop it before it closes!”

  Excited voice echoed in the hidden room. About a dozen pyers were cramped in it, their eyes staring at the quickly closing wall.

  “Fool, you blocked me! I didn’t reach the door!”

  The pyers shoved each other in annoyance.

  While the otion threateo escate, a somewhat chubby man stepped forward, shouting loudly.

  “Everyone! Don’t fight! Isn’t there someone who knows how to ehe secret door?”

  Liam frowned as he stared at the speaker, finding him familiar. He recalled the man called Fat Tiger, who schemed against the pyers ba Rabbit Creek.

  This guy definitely meant trouble.

  “Yo, that fatty is right. You! Tell us how to get through!”

  Liam detected a ferocious glint in Fat Tiger’s eyes. Obviously, the man didn’t appreciate the ent about his body.

  “All of you want to enter?”

  “Wait.”, warned Fat Tiger. “That guy probably already looted whatever is hidden behind the secret door. It’s no use going there. It would be better to make him hand it over!”

  “True, true.”

  “You, warrior! You heard him. Obediently hand over your loot if you don’t want to lose a life today!”

  Liam silently stared at the crowd, his face still showing a smile of fidence.

  “And who do I give my loot to?”

  “Me of course.”

  “I take it.

  “Here!”

  Instantly the pcers’ unity was broken, prompting Fat Tiger to intervene:

  “Guys, don’t fight! Don’t fight! Let’s first get the loot and then divide it fairly!”

  “Haha, good pn… fatty… I won’t fet you.”

  Liam gri Fat Tiger, sending a chill down the man’s spine. Fat Tiger retreated, getting a bad premonition.

  At this moment Liam spat out a word:

  “Ternavoe!”

  Ternavoe was the name of the goddess of fertility, revered by most races. tally she was also the devil Refresnim’s most hated enemy.

  With a single word all the torches abruptly extinguished. The room was engulfed by darkness. The rattling of s could be heard.

  “Hey, what’s happening?”

  “Who turned off the light?!”

  “Damn, who touched my butt? Do it again!”

  The pyers were fused, exg loudly.

  Liam took the ce to push into the crowd unseen. He hastily approached the door, knowing that it was not a good idea to stay here any longer.

  Quickly he felt the stairs before him, dashing up to freedom.

  Panicked screams and wailing ghosts rang out behind him, making him shiver.

  A moment ter Liam took a deep breath of fresh air having it made outside. But soon he frowned.

  “e out!”

  “You’re indeed a pro. Not bad. But you ’t escape today!”

  Liam turned his head left and right as pyers appeared from behind the surrounding rubble. With close to twenty pyers they formed a tight encirclement, their greedy eyes staring at Liam.

  Fat Tiger stood at the front, pushing out his chest proudly.

  “Hehe. I have always liked robbing you pros the most. The items you carry should be quite impressive.”

  “Boss, that chest pte doesn’t look bad.”

  “Yeah, and this sword isn’t too shabby either.”

  “Good job guys. Who was it that reported this information? You will get the first pick.”

  A thief, only his eyes reizable, spoke up in joy.

  “It was me, boss!”

  [Dark Shadow Walker]

  Liam nodded as he itted their o memory.

  “Mirage! There is le. Just obediently hand over everything.”

  “F*ck off.”

  Liam khat there wasn’t much to talk about. He would get his revenge iure.

  Fat Tiger was fused as his target suddenly revealed their wings.

  Like all inal nephilim, one of those was lively and white, while the other was listless and dark.

  However, Liam took out his newly acquired item, activating it with a thought.

  Instantly dark mana gathered around the bck wing. It began to emit a mysterious pressure. A mome unfolded, showing of its might as if eager to pete with the white wing.

  Liam didn’t dey any longer. His wings fpped as he shot in the air.

  “What? Sh*t! Quickly, shoot, shoot! Where are es? Shoot him down!”

  Fat Tiger showed the qualities of a leader, reag swiftly to ued ges.

  Spells were cast, shooting at Liam.

  But the veteran traveled too fast. It was easy evading these unexperienced mages. Soon he was out of their range, disappearing into the forest.

  “RAHH!”

  While Fat Tiger yelled angrily, Liam ehe feeling of the wind ruffling his hair.

  Unfortunately, the orb only sted sixty seds. He soon had to nd again.

  “I miss my flying mount…”

  Feeling the soft forest floor under his feet, Liam shook his head. His face didn’t show much emotion, but inwardly he already bcklisted Fat Tiger and his friends.

  His great mood after looting was diminished as Liam made his way back to Prento.

  He reached the town without much trouble. Thinking about his other pns for the day he quickly approached the bcksmith’s shop.

  On the way many pyers could be found sitting on the ground and trying to sell items pced on some fabrics before them.

  All kinds of rather on ons and armor could be found.

  But as Liam’s gaze swiped the wares, he felt some surprise.

  Someone is selling a skill book?

  Liam didn’t expeeoo be able to find a skill book this early in the game. Although he got one from the unique quest, he sidered this extremely lucky.

  However, now he found a skill book which for selling.

  Liam ied it quickly.

  [SidestepCategory: Basic Skillbook

  Effect: Do a quick sidestep.

  Requirement: warrior or thief]

  Seeing the book, Liam uood what was going on. He somewhat empathized with the seller. Receiving a skill book for a skill one already had was a terrible feeling.

  As he was about to move on, Liam heard a familiar voi behind his back.

  “Boss, I'll take your skill book.”

  “Sure.”

  The transa was quick. Liam looked bad found the young thief Silent Acacia standing behind him.

  The brown-haired man was surprised as well.

  “It’s you?”

  “Well, who else? o meet you again.”

  “Same, same.

  Did you have any good fights today?”

  “I almost died against some elite monster.”

  “You did? Well, I defeated ae too, barely receiving a scratch.”

  Liam eyed the thief, feeling like he was boasting.

  “Good job. The white rabbit?”

  “Hmpf. Childs py. The enemy I killed today was level f… five!”

  Liam used his i. Silent Acacia was still level 3, making his cim rather unlikely.

  “You don’t believe me?”

  “Nope.”